User blog:Silverfalcon Pikehawk/Legacy

"Whenever someone asked me who I was, or what I did, I never answered..."

Ducking under an overhang, the creature blundered on, his heartbeat sounding loud in his ears, his lungs burning,

"Not directly at least. Usually just a slight smile and a flash of a blade, and then they'd never see me again..."

''He was running from a shadow. A lethal apparation that haunted the streets,''

"Sometimes, however, I would say who I was. But most creatures who I said that to either lost their mind or life shortly afterwards..."

''Tripping, the creature went headlong into a parked cart. His nose bleeding and his head spinning, he got up as swiftly as he could, tumbling over some spilled produce from the cart as he resumed running,''

''Though, if you are reading this, then that means that you are probably one of us. So I can safely say who, and what, I am..."'''

''Feeling a sudden extra weight as his pursuer landed on his back, the creature landed on the cobblestone streets, tears of fear and pain leaking from his eyes as his blood dripped on the streets, washing away with the rain as it began to fall. He heard the sound of a blade being drawn swiftly, a cold shiver ran up his spine,''

"We are Nameless. An Order of Assassins. We don't reveal our identities, often even to those close. We do not exist, except only in nightmares and myths, simple stories to frighten off young ones or to spell death. Since you are more than just one of us, I can reveal who I am to you..."

A voice slid across his ears, hard as cold steel, but strangely soothing, Be One with the Night. Praan ko Drem!" and with those words, a blade plunged deep into his throat, purging the life from him in a single strike,

"I am Silver Kiarblade. And this, is my Legacy..."